Songtexte Triples (222s) - rxyalty

I tried to pick up the pieces to your broken mirror
So you can see yourself how I see you, but clearer
Don't try to mess with the finer things
Don't worry and focus on the minor things

I went through all my pain
Baby you ain't got to worry about a thing

Maybe one day I will need to move on
Since I know you moved on
Today they're known as the little things
But tomorrow they'll be the biggest things

The biggest things
Fall to the little things
We some brittle beings
Fall when we got some little wings

Smeared mascara cause you've been crying for too long
I see the red under your eyes
You were sad all night long

All night long
You dreamt our song
Wishing I would wait all life long
I hope you can stay all night long

Everywhere I go I see triples
Just came back from attracting
Now my streams have gone and tripled
We slide out the back of the party like a Rolex
It don't tick it be glidin'
On my way to fuck his new ex

I slide out my gang
We some brothers living life lavish
When you leave shorty please take yo fucking lashes
I can't commit to no one right now
Cause my feelings amount to some rations
And I'm a bad man

I tried to pick up the pieces to your broken mirror
So you can see yourself how I see you, but clearer
Don't try to mess with the finer things
Don't worry and focus on the minor things

I went through all my pain
Baby you ain't got to worry about a thing

Maybe one day I will need to move on
Since I know you moved on
Today they're known as the little things
But tomorrow they'll be the biggest things

The biggest things
Fall to the little things
We some brittle beings
Fall when we got some little wings

All this love but no passion
Showing off like a peacock
My image #1 in fashion
Creepin' up then crashing
You can't catch up to me
I got years of XP up on me
I can't show no girl no love

Cause last time I did she took control of
My heart and my soul of
Course the grind it took a whole lot of

Pain
I feel at home in the rain
It feel like I'm home in the rain
I'm the king of fucking pain
We the kings of fucking pain

I keep cruising
I keep losing
My love is gone
No point in resuming

She took my heart
Then sped off in a foreign
Like a bitch
She crashed now I feel nothing

I tried to pick up the pieces to your broken mirror
So you can see yourself how I see you, but clearer
Don't try to mess with the finer things
Don't worry and focus on the minor things

I went through all my pain
Baby you ain't got to worry about a thing

Maybe one day I will need to move on
Since I know you moved on
Today they're known as the little things
But tomorrow they'll be the biggest things

The biggest things
Fall to the little things
We some brittle beings
Fall when we got some little wings